Dumb Teachers

Today has just been bundles of fun. Get to school late, but shockingly my mom called it in, had to deal with stupid people and then on top of that, I get called into the office by a man I truly hate.

Teachers sit there and talk about how much respect they deserve, but you know what its hard to respect to someone, who treats you like crap, and doesn't show you respect only authority. I just ugh he makes he cringe.

I love it when students can't be right, I mean there are 28 people (students) with the same story, and then the teacher with a different, yet you take their side, and then expect us to give you respect, really now?

You know what, teachers are gonna hate the day it blows up in their faces. I can honestly only name a few teachers, who actually care about their students... When Maxey leaves once us seniors graduate, the students are truly screwed!!!

What an Einstein

Einstein was the most brilliant man I've ever heard of. The things he came up with, the things he said, everything. The world owes so much to a man, not a lot of people had faith in the beginning. He was even able to inspire people hundreds of years after his life. Recently his words have inspired me with things that have been making me think about my own life recently...

“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.”- Einstein

I had a bad weekend. Friday, a huge group of people got together and we all went ice skating. My boyfriend had never done it before so I was so excited to see him do it, and hold his hand as he learned. He was dead set against it. Off and on things were good, then things got bad then back at forth.. Got in a fight with my best friend, and a huge fight with my boy friend, over his problems.

Saturday was a bad day, that turned into a bad night. After working 11 hours, with rude customers, I got off just wanting to relax with my boyfriend, then find out we are going to some party with a bunch of drunk high people.. Literally had to watch one of my good friends drive a bunch of pot heads while he had been drinking and I am the only one who tried to stop him.. Then one of my best friends got high for the first time, I could barely look at her.

Sunday was one crap storm after another, got in s huge fight with my mom over nothing but her not trusting the daughter she raised (whats new) then having to be late on top of that, I was in the weeds all morning.. I just shouldn't stay a float, I was heart broken all day.

Later that night I had to deal with a coe worker and his psychotic girl friends bull crap for like three hours which was ridiculous. It was just a bad weekend.

Today was just stress and immaturity and I can't wait for it to be over honest to god.

Possiblites

So I just got done talking to my counselor, who told me that the vice president of the bored of admissions from Mount Mercy College called her the other day and that they had a conversation about me.

They just talked about how she knows me, and my home life, and how much I've grown in the last four years, and that I am a really good person. Just talked about all my strengths and struggles, and everything they could possibly think of.

She now thinks after the letter I wrote them, that I have a very good chance of getting into Mount Mercy, which makes me so happy I want to cry. I honestly really didn't think that I would have a shot to get into the college I want, but just hearing some reassurance that I have a chance, it makes me eyes glow, and opens my eyes to new opportunities and possibilities.

Honestly, I care so much about school because I want to go to school to become a teacher in the high school area, as a government teacher. When I graduate I'm gonna have like 6 or 7 years of social studies, I love this area of school more then any school. My teachers in this department, have always made me feel that way. I love it! And I would love to have that feeling, to have a student tell me, that they want to learn or want to be a teacher, because of me.

She's Just Like Me

So the other day I was just sitting around thinking about how amazing my life is right now, and I started thinking about my past. That's when one of my best friends popped into my head.

I met Michaela our sophomore year, in Mr. Evans World History class. I was considered the class clown in that hour. My first impression was that she was a cheerleader, I remember, that the day I met her, she was wearing a pink Roxy jacket, and she had a pink ribbon in her hair, in a pony tail. Yeah I know, funny how I remember that, but I do. I remember the stupid stuff that went on, like the stupid way I would say parenthesis. God I could keep her laughing so hard all hour, every day. We instantly had a connection with each other, and then as the year ended I got her a job at my work at Sonic. That was an amazing summer, we made such a bond, we were so the same, she is just like me, and I'm just like her. We are so goofy, and happy, and don't care about anything when we are together.

We are the ones that have songs in our head and start break dancing in the hallways, we are losers I know. We have modeled in magazines, done the most amazingly crazy stuff together, the girl is amazing.

Last year, we had a huge falling out, like we literally weren't allowed to look at each other, but that bond we have that no one has been able to explain, prevailed. We couldn't hate each other, it was like we hating a huge part of ourselves, and now I know it sounds like we are like a couple, but we have a bond like that...no homo.

My college essay

Okay well I just finished my essay to Coe College, the question asked me why humor is so important to have in life, and to give a personal experience, I figured this would fit into my blog.
Humor is one of the best things a person can have in their life. I believe this because I am a very humorous, goofy person. I love making people laugh, turning ones frown upside down you could say. I’ve been like that since I was a little girl. I just have realized that the more I laugh, and the more people around me I make smile, the easier life seems to be. I by no means have had an easy life; I believe that humor has gotten me through it.
When I was three years old, I got taken away from my birth mother. She didn’t take care of me, or do anything that a nurturing mother should. When I was taken away from her, I spent the next two years of life, being thrown from one foster family to the next, each one getting attached to, each one having to leave. During this crazy transition in my life, I went through eight different foster homes.
I remember once when I was four I was leaving one of my foster homes, and my foster mom started crying, and you have no idea how much I hate watching people cry, so I ran over and started dancing silly and making goofy faces, doing what ever I could to make her smile or laugh. It worked incase you were wondering. Even at a young age, I knew people, including myself were better off smiling as opposed to frowning or being sad. It’s just how I have always been.
Once I had turned five, the court asked my birth mother to give up parental rights of me so I could actually be adopted instead of being moved constantly. My mother replied that if I was put with a blood relative, and they consented to adopt me, she would give up her parental rights. Her request was granted. Of course at the age of five, I had no clue what was going on or what any of this meant, because every where I went there was a new mommy and daddy you know?
I then began my journey back to my first family. I was reunited with my birth mom’s brother, and his family. I remember what a big beautiful yellow house they had. I was so excited. Automatically I could have every one in the house laughing, whether it was exactly intentional or not. We had an amazing Weeping Willow tree in my front yard, I loved it. It was so pretty and unique, plus I had never seen one like it before, so I just thought it was amazing, something more then just an ordinary tree, I thought it had super powers or something you know; I was five, what can I say? Well anyways, I was talking to my aunt about what kind of tree it was, because like I said it was the first one of its kind to my knowledge, and she told me it was called a Weeping Willow. I automatically got very upset, and ran out the door to the front yard. I spent the next half hour or so sitting outside talking to the tree, dancing, telling it my favorite jokes ex: how do you make a tissue dance? You know-the basics. My uncle came out, asking me what I was doing, and I bursted out into tears. He got worried and asked me what happened thinking I must have gotten hurt of something, but no my dorky self was just upset that I couldn’t make the tree stop crying. This would be an example of unintentionally making people laugh.
Today I am in a different home. To be technical, it is my tenth. I got adopted again to, who I call my birth mom, even though by law she is not. I moved in with her the day after my seventh birthday, and have been here ever since. The journey to finally find a home was difficult, very bumpy, and not so pleasant. But I made it. Had I have not relied on myself to be happy, I don’t think I would have made it. I have used and needed humor forever; personally I think it has kept me as healthy as I am.
Today, I am known as a goof ball, a dork. I am the first person to start making weird faces, or start cracking jokes. I’m the girl who always has a song stuck in my head, and then in random moments when I am walking down the halls of Kennedy, and I just start busting out some crazy dance moves, plus I am the girl who will end up and does fall down flat on her face. This would be another unintentional moment of entertainment for others, but I always just get up, brush off, and laugh my butt off too. That’s just how I have always been.
I’m the one that can sense someone is not happy, and it really doesn’t matter whether I know them or not, I will go sit next to them, and tell them a joke, a funny story, or just do something or say anything random enough to crack a smile or a laugh. That’s who I am known as, and I hear it all the time. I get told by teachers, students, co-works, random people that I am like one of the happiest people they know. And honestly I totally love that feeling. It makes me smile. Because I love humor, it makes me laugh. Always has, it always will.

Bored

So lately I've just been thinking about life. About me. My life, and the changes I've been making over the past two years. I almost talk to no one I used to, personally I think my life started to get worse with the people I used to surround myself by for the longest time.

My junior is when I started to try to get away from them. I went down a bad path last year, there I refuse to go back down. I hated myself for the longest time because of it. I have done a 360 since then.

Lately from how much I have been stressing myself out, I'm different, quiet, not happy, just not.. I hate life half the time, but I suck it up, because things can only get better, I hope. Once I straighten things out, hopefully I will go back to normal. My boyfriend is the one that suffers the most, because he knows I'm not happy anymore and for once, he can't be my knight in shining armour. I hate hurting him.

Stupid Girls

So lately a lot of girls have had naked pictures they take of them selves sent out to students across Cedar Rapids. Usually, a guy asked for a girl to send him pictures so he can "get off" and most of the time the girl is dumb enough to do it. But the guy never keeps it to just himself, then it goes out to every guy in his phone book, and then they continue to forwards it from there. First off guys are jerks and dumb as hell, but the fact that a girl is dumb enough to send a nude picture to someone and expect it not to get out is ridiculous.
Some of these girls are good girls, they aren't the average "slut" but once a picture gets out, your reputation is ruined. Do you really think anyone is gonna respect you? And guess what guys think of you as? A hook up, nothing more nothing less. Why would you do that to yourself?
A big one would be a few weeks ago, this very pretty girl on dance team, sent a nude picture of herself to someone along with an "x" rated video of herself, and guess what happened? A very polite sweet person, got destroyed. That picture was sent out across the school instantly. So was the video. How terrible is that? A parent found out, and sent it to the school, she of course was called to the office, how miserable!!
Just for the creeps who think its cool to do this to girls, its called child pornography. Whether your 18, or younger, its against the law. Its wrong. And although I don't condone girls doing something as disgusting as this, and even though most of the girls that do it, like when guys start wanting to talk to them, its wrong, and illegal. And dumb.
There really is no excuse for that crap, on either side. Today, a bunch of guys I know got sent a nude picture of a girl I know, and she goes to Xavier. I wouldn't even be able to try to tell her, I'm not that close to her, plus that's so much drama I would not let myself get thrown under a bus like that.
Girls seriously grow up, and be so freaking dumb, eventually your parents will find out.. No wonder guys look at girls like they are only sex objects, thanks to you, thats all we are.

OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA

As of yesterday morning, our 44th president, is a black man by the names of Barack Obama, and our first lady is Michelle Obama. They have two beautiful little girls. This is the first person I have ever voted for, and I think he was a hell of a choice. I think his inauguration speech was amazing, but to be honest I have never not been impressed when I hear this man talk. I have so much respect for him, even though I don't like that he wants to keep the war going and relocate it, and his choice on vice president. Although I do like Biden, and I have nothing against him, I just don't like how the Hillary Clinton thing played out. But honestly, I wanted her as president, more then him. But I also do understand his reasoning. Honestly there really isn't anything bad I can say about him as a person, I just hope I'm not disappointed in him, but honestly he can never be worse then George W. Bush. I hate him with a passion to be honest.

I think he has a lot to fix in honestly half the time. A big fear I have right now, is that possibly him dying in office. All the good ones die in office, I see him making such a difference. He is a wonderful man, and to think of how racist people can be and are, it scares the hell out of me. Think of one of the reasons Lincoln was shot, as well as JFK? Its so dumb, and it truly scares me.

People have their own opnions, and of which they are completely allowed to. All I know is that Im very opinionated, Im very democratic, and people can't win when they politics to me. I know what I am talking about whenI open my mouth, most of the time.

GOOD LUCK OBAMA FAMILY!!

Happiness with Stressful times

A year later.. My boyfriend and I together.
Trask asked me out on Thursday, January 10th 2008, today is Thursday, January 22nd 2009. This passed year has been the most difficult, but most amazing and life opening experiences I have ever been through. I've had boyfriends, but they have never worked out.
I am a year almost two years older then him. I am 18 and he is 16. For the longest time I have gotten a lot of criticism for dating him by a lot of people who don't like us nor know us. things like it was wrong or gross, but we made it. It pisses me off when I hear gross, acting like I do crap with him. I'm not the normal high school whore, who just to screw every guy I talk to. A virgin thank you :) I met him about four months before we started dating. He knows every secret I've ever had, The funny thing is, if you asked one of us, we could tell you each others life stories. We know each other like the back of our hands, and we are literally the same person in guy and girl form. I think that's what connected us so well. He's just like me, good and bad. that also causes a lot of issues and problems. But it saves me when I am a bitch for no reason to him.He gets me. We're not just dating, we have a bond and friendship first.
My mom was never okay with how much younger he was, at one point in time I had to pretend I wasn't even talking to him. I hated lying because of how important my mom was to me, but my life was hell, and he was the only thing that kept me stable. He was there when my aunt died, when my grandma got sick, when I went to the hospital, when I almost got kicked out, when i lied and got in trouble, when I did a lot of stupid crap. He straightened me out, and I fixed him. He's just like me, and the negative we saw in each other, we've fixed in our selves. I could care less anymore what other people think of us, I am happy with him, some times.
Sometimes, I think about college and how he will still be in high school. The maturity thing gets in the way a lot and I hate it, and it makes me want to brake up, but then he does something to show how mature he really can be, plus I can be one of the most immature people in the world.
His mom has had issues with our age difference, and use to try to take me away, to punish him, because as time grew on, he cared more and more for me. She could see that. She could see, taking away the stupid crap that she used, meant nothing, it was no big deal, if she took me out of the picture, she literally ended up taking away his world, and he freaked out. That's scares her so much, he is in love with me. And he is so happy and proud to be with me. Who doesn't love that feeling, to feel like they are someones world? It is an amazing feeling, and he knows that I look at him like he has stars in his eyes.
Corny? High school? Wont last? I agree. Something special? Real love? Who knows. but we are happy, so happy together. And people who he us, and learn about our relationship, get jealous. I would be too. I have no idea what is going to happen in the future, all I know is right now, I am happy, and if and when things get bad, we've promised to be mature, because its possible, and our friendship means more then the relationship we have and hope to keep as long as we both stay happy.

Random Facts so sum up last weeks posts..

Strange coincidences & Amazing Facts between Abraham Lincoln and John F Kennedy
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.
Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.
The names Lincoln and Kennedy each contain seven letters.
Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both of their wives lost their children while living in the White House.
Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both were shot in the head.
Both were shot with one bullet.
Both were rumored to be killed in a conspiracy. Neither was confirmed to be a conspiracy.
Lincoln was shot in the Ford Theater.Kennedy was shot in a card made by the Ford Motor Company (a Lincoln no less)
Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy.Kennedy’s secretary was named Lincoln.
Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners.
Both successors were named Johnson.
Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.
Their first names both contain six letters.
John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names comprise fifteen letters.
Booth ran from the theater and was caught in a warehouse.Oswald ran from a warehouse and was caught in a theater.
Both assassins were assassinated before their trials.
The only complete filming of Kennedy’s assassination was shot by Abraham Zapruder.The only complete account of Lincoln’s assassination was written by John Zelfindorfer.
A week before Lincoln was shot, he was with friends in Monroe, Maryland.A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with his friend Marilyn Monroe.
Lincoln’s last child, Tad, had his funeral held on July 16, 1871. Later he was exhumed and moved to a different grave site.Kennedy’s son JFK Jr. was lost at sea on July 16, 1999. Later he was found, brought up, and then re-burried at sea.
Note: 1 Note: It is an urban myth that Lincoln had a secretary named Kennedy. There is no record of that.
2 Note: There is no record whether or not Kennedy’s secretary warned him.
3 Note: Booth actually fled to a farm and was killed in a tobacco barn. It might be a stretch to call it a warehouse.
But two years after his death, Booth’s body was temporarily moved to a warehouse. Also, after the assassination, the government closed the Ford Theatre and turned it into a warehouse.
Other interesting facts:Apparently Lincoln had a dream several days before the assassination that he had been killed.He told his wife that he had seen himself in a casket.
Also, Lincoln’s son Tad had a pet turkey named Jack. Tad asked his father not to kill the turkey for Thanksgiving.Although Harry S Truman started the official tradition, Lincoln was the first to “pardon” a Thanksgiving turkey.
Now what would be real interesting is if Kennedy had a pet named Abe or had pardoned someone by that name. Thus far, I haven’t heard of that. Skeptics disagree
Some skeptics say that you could take any two famous people and find a number of similar-type coincidences between them.The only problem with that theory is that there really haven’t been any listings of such comparisons.And certainly none has been as extensive as the Lincoln-Kennedy similarities.

Whens it going to stop?

I was watching the history channel the other day, and it was just talking about stuff that I already know, and have figured out completely on my own. It was talking about how history is like a circle, it was repeating itself continuously. Thigns such as how the earth died the first time.. It will happen again. An Asteroid will hit the earth, and everytghing will die, and have to start over again.
America will recieve another terrorist attack, pearl harbor, 9/11, ???
Theres just so much wrong with the world, and I hope Obama can help fix some of it. But I also see a great man in Obama, and I see an amazing presdient. which scares me, because all of the good ones get hurt.
Random thoughts...

Senor worries...

Lately colleges have been on my mind like crazy. My family is officially considered poverty. I have never gotten amazing grades by any means, and our family obviously doesn't have the money to pay for college. But because of my ACT scores, it opens a lot of doors. Plus because of my family income, I am in line for grants, scholarships and what not. But that doesn't mean that I have college on lock down. I have to get in to one first. I figured I would just go to Kirkwood, ya know. I mean that's all I could get into, but I guess I was wrong, I have more opportunities then I thought.
I really want to go to Mount Mercy. I don't want to leave every thing I know. Plus its a really good school. I am also looking at Coe which I am actually about to apply to once I finish this blog. All I know is college is important to me. Making something of myself, is important to me. Having something good in life, means something to me. I by no means had a good childhood. It was full of foster care, adoption, abuse, moving, unhappiness, and a lot of people who had no faith. Who told me I would end up as the people in my past, and that I wasn't worth anything. This is my motivation.
TO the people who used to take care of me, if I was with them right now, I wouldn't be in high school right now, I would have dropped out by now, be a drunk, a pot head, pregnant, I'd have nothing. And because I had people to tell me I'd be nothing, I now have everything. So all I have is a thanks for them. Look who is standing tall now!